I wasn't hurtin' nobody I wasn't hurtin' no one I ain't hurtin' nobody I ain't hurtin' no one I'm a walkin' down the street like Lucky Larue Got my hand in my pocket I'm thinkin' 'bout you There's three hundred men in the state of Tennessee They're

I would always open up the door Always looking up at higher floors Want to see it all give me more (rise, rise up) I was always up for the making changes Walking down the street and meeting strangers Flipping through my life turning pages (rise, rise up)

I know you feel like you are breaking down. Oh be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. And everything's wrong It just gets so hard sometimes As I walk through the streets of my new city My back feeling much better, I suppose I've

Another one bites the dust Out of the doorway the bullets rip And another one gone, and another one gone Hey, I'm gonna get you, too To the sound of the beat Bite the dust Oh, let's go Steve walks warily down the street

Stop! in the name of love Before you break my heart Think it over Baby, baby, I'm aware of where you go Each time you leave my door I watch you walk down the street Knowing your other love you'll meet This time before you run to her Leaving me alone and

Leaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody

Try to keep up around Try to keep up in a road Try to make it better, better together I'm gonna need it I'm gonna use it Every day, every time There's a street and here we are We the people make the world, look how it's going down So we walked into our

I am smitten My crush with eyeliner I'm the real thing (I'm the real thing) She's a sad tomato She's three miles of bad road I know you've seen her Walking down the street Will I never meet her?

New York streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys admiration Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from starving Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the 70's But there's a

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to